It is the weekend groceries shopping at the neighbourhood hypermarket. A local hypermarket in Air Itam where the apek who makes announcement speaks only Hokkien and bad bahasa pasar (bad Malay language). The hypermarket is neither Tesco, Jusco or Carrefour but Sunshine. (how Ah Lian-ish can they get, right?)
So, dress code for places like these is of course a pair of jeans and t-shirt. But I noticed that this is not to be. I am not talking about SYTs here. I am talking about mothers, grandmothers and old things (as opposed to SYT) who are touching 50 years old.
Probably we have been much influenced by the slimming centres advertisements and Nancy Sit. Breasts enlargement creams ads. Probably people are very rich nowadays. Or maybe they watched too much Hongkong TVB series, Telenovela from South America or Bollywood.
I observed that many matured women love to wear this:
* tight pants which either have sequin, lace , transparent material or flowers
* sheer material blouses that shows their black bras or leopard prints nylon
* 3 sizes smaller blouses
* 3 shades of colours in their hair
and like this
* nails painted in fushia pink
* carry some beaded/sequin tiny handbag
* slip on shoes which is very, very high with more sequin
No doubt a woman must look good and dress well. But when they over did it, they turned into tarts. An expired, past it’s used-by date.
I am writing this to remind myself to never, ever go for breasts enlargement after the breasts have served its purpose of providing nutrition. Can’t help ranting because I bumped into this 50ish years old woman who wore leopard prints showing huge, artificial looking breasts, long hair but dried like straws and a face full of wrinkles but plastered with white cement. I took a second look and got stared by her. *ouch*
I must remind myself to be more sincere this weekend when I confess. Because this is one of the many times I had bitched about other people.
Happy long weekend to all!